Pictures turn yellow and fade
  From the walls
  Where they've been posted for years
    Pictures of past and forgotten
  Noel balls
  Which have been visited with tears
    The tape once strong and able to hold
  Dried up and gone
  Though the memories last
  The days now twice as long
    On a day where even the smell is nostalgic
  On a day where even one breath is a memory
    Where have you been and where have you gone
  And what do you have to show for yourself?
  A picture? A postcard? Nothing without some to share
  These memories with
    A time travel so swift
  As you can't remember
  As you can't even tell if it was real
    Where have you been?
  Where have you gone?